The Handbook for Completing Demi-Human Girls

Chapter 589: Whose Person

"I..."

Facing Eliog's words, Fisher lying on the bed opened his lips slightly. That self-identifying pronoun had already taken a step ahead to come out, but the remaining words seemed to have broken off in his throat, unable to be spoken for a time.

And hearing him open his mouth, the smile on Eliog's face became increasingly radiant, as she urged,

"Mm-hmm, hurry up and say it."

"..."

Fisher gulped down a mouthful of saliva. For some reason, an ominous feeling suddenly popped out within his inner heart.

Although she was not here right now, Fisher couldn't guarantee whether she knew he had already entered the Dynasty. After all, judging from her attention on him, it was highly likely she often hid in the dark to peek at his every move. It was hard to say whether the words he was about to say right now would enter her ears.

Fisher of course could gamble that she wasn't around. He could also treat these words as a necessary measure to rope Eliog in to help him. After all, it was just saying a sentence, very simple with no difficulty to speak of.

But speaking from the heart, Fisher was very clear what this sentence Eliog wanted him to say meant.

She wanted him to sever his connection with Helaire. She hated that bad woman who was also a demon yet left a mark on Fisher very much. So she needed Fisher's oath... yes, actually in Fisher's view, this wasn't a sentence that could be easily bluffed past. In his view, this was a guarantee and an oath, and Eliog probably valued oaths very highly.Then, could Fisher sever his relationship with Helaire?

Fisher didn't answer for a time. He merely reached out a hand to cover his heart. There seemed to illusorily exist an arrow shaft there, a tiny bowstring originating from a certain "Cupid", thrusting straight into his inner heart.

He had no way to sever that indescribable relationship with Helaire.

It was just that when this thought popped up, it took root like that sharp "arrow of love", unable to be erased.

He of course also had no way to say he wasn't Helaire's person, because they had once possessed each other in past times.

Fisher remembered a sentence from Helaire very clearly. He still remembered seeing Helaire in the abandoned shipyard of the Red Dragon Court over ten days ago. That was the first time he saw her, who had survived until now using the identity of "Baimon", after he transmigrated back.

At that time, she pretended nothing was wrong yet couldn't hide her sorrow as she softly said to Fisher,

"Clearly to me it was ten thousand years, yet I have never changed from beginning to end; clearly to you it was an instant, yet you have changed so fast..."

Although emotionally Fisher was indeed very greedy, this was known to everyone. Otherwise he wouldn't have unprotected relations with various ladies like this. Even though in some sense he completely didn't take the initiative, but he also didn't refuse either...

However this didn't mean he was irresponsible and conscience-less. Therefore, this sentence Helaire said to him he remembered firmly, not daring to forget.

He didn't dare to forget that Helaire, like Asuka Karasawa, had also waited for him for ten thousand years. He also didn't forget that even if she wanted to release the two demons and make a move against Raphaela, it was all because she wanted to save him from the cage of the World-Ending Prophecy...

He might not be able to agree with her methods and the result of any female dying, yet he identically had no way to deny and betray Helaire's feelings toward him.

"I..."

He fell silent. And amidst this gradually lengthening wait, the smile on Eliog's face also grew fainter and fainter, until becoming expressionless.

But Eliog still didn't interrupt his thinking, insisting he personally say that answer.

"I have no way to say this, Eliog."

"..."

The dimness in the surroundings began to flow anew. As if injected with new motivation by Fisher's soft sentence, radiating a vitality unperceived by anyone...

Mm, as well as a tiny bit of joy not shown to others?

Fisher didn't know. The Eliog whose face was getting increasingly unpleasant right now also didn't have the mood to know.

At this moment, she sitting on the bed merely crossed her legs somewhat irritably. She crossed her arms, her sharp gaze sweeping across Fisher's chest like a knife. As if intending to forcefully gouge out that bright green, un-erasable mark along with the flesh.

But she ultimately didn't do this. Perhaps it wasn't because Fisher was already at the Mythic Rank right now, and relying solely on her current state she still wasn't his match. She merely Gnashed Her Teeth and said,

"...Baimon Baimon! Did she brainwash you, making you so Dead-Set And Devoted toward her?! Think carefully, do you think she could possibly be genuine toward you? A bastard adept at deceiving like her, can even deceive, toy with, and abandon her own compatriots! You are only a human, you will be eaten by her leaving not even bones behind, yet even after dying you'll still remember her kindness!"

The fortress brightened up significantly. Because Eliog's sealed main body behind the castle became extraordinarily bright due to emotional changes. To the extent that the dark purple ∞ mark covering her surface was slightly drowned out by that suddenly surging flame light.

The dimness inside the castle was also dispersed a bit by that firelight. Yet it still couldn't conceal the teasing while looking at the furiously raging Eliog at this moment. Like the audience watching a circus performance below the stage, yet not as noisy as them.

Fisher didn't answer her, merely looking calmly at Eliog and asking in return,

"...Eliog, you are also a demon. Could it be that back when you gave yourself to me, you also thought like this? Did your relationship with me also want to eat the me back then leaving not even bones behind?"

The furiously raging Eliog froze slightly. Finding Fisher's shadow reflected in her gaze. Thinking nothing of it she said,

"This is different!"

"...Can you talk about it specifically?"

"I..."

Once again, Eliog's tongue seemed tied into a knot, unable to say a word no matter what. But Fisher could clearly feel, within her inner heart she had always had that specific answer. But that answer somehow couldn't transform into spoken words no matter what.

Even when words came to a head, this Demon God actually Acted Shamelessly like a child, Giving Up on Herself saying,

"Anyway I said so aww, she and I are different means different!"

"..."

Fisher's brows furrowed slightly. He merely didn't understand why that answer couldn't be told to him. Couldn't be spoken straightforwardly, but instead had to beat around the bush and dodge around here. This rarely could solve the problem. Probably Eliog could also realize this point, yet she still did this. Owing to this, it also made Fisher extremely puzzled...

"Ugh..."

But just as he prepared to pursue the question, the Jasmine sleeping soundly beside Fisher furrowed her brows. Letting out a bit of a cute, restless whimpering sound. As if questioning exactly what noise was outside, why was it so noisy.

The two exchanged a glance. Simultaneously falling silent with tacit understanding. Thus making this sudden sound of Jasmine appear like a "halftime pause" whistle. Forcefully separating the two debating heatedly on the field, dividing the conversation into first and second halves.

But "Referee Jasmine" was completely unaware of this. After feeling the noisy sound beside her gradually die down, she satisfiedly buried her head with the blanket again, leaning towards Fisher's direction.

"..."

Eliog was already irritated. After seeing this scene she silently reached out her hand, grabbing the back of the neck of the Jasmine under the blanket. Pulling bit by bit towards the direction away from Fisher, until pulling a good distance before letting go. Then acting as if nothing happened, she continued to raise her head to look at Fisher, Arrows on Strings with him.

And the Fisher who originally wanted to question her felt the excitement in his inner heart unknowingly dissipate a bit after seeing this sudden childish action of hers. Including the original somewhat forceful question also dispelled bit by bit, transforming into nothingness.

Thus in the "second half", the two again bizarrely yet with tacit understanding maintained a bit of silence.

Eliog largely didn't know what to say, yet felt very irritated. This point could be known from Jasmine staying in Fisher's embrace continuously using her pink fists to hit him while also muttering some sleep talk,

"Raphaela... beat... Elizabeth beat... beat you..."

"..."

Seemed like she was influenced by Eliog's power. But speaking honestly, Fisher himself nonetheless didn't seem to feel too strong a sensation. To the extent that only the instant he came in did he have that tiny bit of such a feeling.

After being silent for quite a while, it was still Fisher who spoke first,

"Don't you want to know how I met Helaire?"

"No, I don't want to know at all aww, not at all."

The tail behind Eliog swayed. Her expression also became disgusted. Feeling that bright green mark was almost about to fly onto her head through Fisher's words. But Fisher still insisted on finishing this story,

"The reason I call her Helaire is not because this is an intimate address between her and me, but because this is exactly her true name, the name when she was an angel. And it was also at that time that I met her... in order to shake off the entanglement of death, I once returned to the past, returned to ten thousand years ago."

Fisher still roughly told these matters to Eliog. And Eliog's resistance of falling just short of raising her hands to cover her ears "not listening not listening" also became surprised when Fisher said "he returned to ten thousand years ago".

Subsequently, while listening to his refined account of returning to the past, she also couldn't help but sweep her gaze up and down Fisher. As if contemplating something, and moreover arrived at a corresponding answer.

"...At that time I still didn't know she was Baimon. And I also didn't know when she placed the mark on my body. I also knew very little about the matters of the Demon-kin. But just as I said, the relationship between her and me is indeed Extraordinary... after I left the past, she waited for me for a full ten thousand years until today. I cannot and also do not want to betray her, so... I have no way to make this choice. Sorry, Eliog."

Actually if truly having to compare whose feelings were profound with whose, presumably the Helaire who didn't know how long she accompanied and waited for Fisher was the correct answer. And didn't even know how much better than the Eliog whose nature was more akin to a "fleeting romance".

However, the greedy Fisher would also not give up on Eliog. Because that possessiveness, even if the time they spent together wasn't long, he still firmly remembered this indescribable relationship in his heart. The higher his Tier, the clearer he became about demons and Eliog's abilities, the more he doubted the deeper his memory regarding why Eliog gave herself to him back then.

When this story finished, he no longer spoke. Merely quietly waiting for Eliog's following words.

If even so she still wanted his answer, then Fisher would rather not need her help and also must unavoidably evade this choice.

And the Eliog who finished listening to everything already crossed her arms with a look of deep thought on her face. Subsequently, after seeing Fisher no longer narrating, she suddenly said,

"That is to say, actually that Baimon knew you very, very early on, even before me. And waited for you in the long river of Destiny for a full ten thousand years?"

"...It is indeed like this."

"So, actually it wasn't Baimon who snatched you from me. Instead, it was me who snatched you from her, giving her to wear a hat (cuckolding her)?"

"Mm? Mm?"

Fisher nodded. And then again blankly raised his head to look at the seemingly Lost In Thought Eliog before his eyes with a face full of doubt. He also didn't know why, her brain circuit suddenly jumpingly arrived at this conclusion.

To say it isn't correct right, it seems to also be correct. But to say it's correct right, somewhere in the unseen world Fisher again felt it wasn't quite like that. After all from his perspective, the chronological order of this matter was actually quite obvious.

However seeing her originally furiously raging expression also dissolved a few points like Sky Clearing After Rain, he basically didn't haggle over such inconsequential matters at this crucial juncture.

And Eliog swept another glance at Fisher. After confirming there was no remnant of death on his body at this moment, she then slightly breathed a sigh of relief. Saying to Fisher,

"Tsk, still feel a bit unhappy aww... but there's also no choice. Thinking about it carefully, back then it was exactly because I handed over the matter of pursuing and killing that fellow (Erwind) to you that caused you to be entangled by death. If it wasn't for this, you probably wouldn't even meet Baimon is all. However... heh, even if she was an angel before instead of a demon, but that fellow's true nature definitely won't change. Everything she does has meaning.

"According to what you said, if she used the Base to release us, and that Base originated from the entire Phoenix race, then she probably considered the current situation as early as six thousand years ago when visiting the Phoenix in the Northern Border. And where has she considered up to now... no matter what, we must first find the Base, first pull back those two idiots Agreas deceived by her before talking..."

Fisher opened his mouth, subsequently asking with a smile,

"You are willing to help me?"

Eliog threw a sideways glance at Fisher. Subsequently using her canine tooth that was a bit longer than other teeth to bite her own lip. Saying somewhat unhappily,

"Hehe, anyway regardless of whether she came first or I came first... right now I still can't deal with her. But from whatever reason, I plan to help you... firstly aww, as long as this plan is managed by Baimon, then going against her is definitely right. Secondly, Agreas and Barbatos are still being deceived by her. The partner of Agreas and Barbatos, Cidi, has an okay relationship with me. Although I am lazier, I'm still not a beast completely devoid of feelings. I want to help them...

"Lastly, since you are the one requesting me, as my Favored One, I also have no reason to refuse you. The current you has power stronger than me, and I also understand this place much more than you do. With our cooperation plus your two companions including this little Whale-kin girl, the chances of winning are estimated to be a bit higher as well."

Fisher froze slightly, subsequently saying,

"I had thought... if I didn't say the sentence you wanted me to say, you truly wouldn't help me."

Eliog turned her cheek sideways not looking at Fisher, merely explaining with a smile,

"...Well, actually thinking about it carefully, I also have no qualifications to make you say you are my person. Even if you said it, it would just be words spoken against your will that had to be said at this moment. After all compared to me, you have too many girls who can be said to be your person. You didn't know the mark Baimon left for you. And when I left a mark on you back then I also didn't tell you. Looking at it this way we also count as Birds of a Feather right... I just said that just now, actually it's just being unhappy with Baimon. But towards you... whatever you say is fine, I will help you."

"Eliog..."

Fisher looked at Eliog's wheat-colored skin hidden within the dimness. Looking at her curling mouth corners and smile, he suddenly called the other party's name once.

But when she turned her head to look at Fisher, Fisher nonetheless also had no following words. Just maintaining the action of gazing at her like this.

The connection between them was still as indescribable as in the past in Naris, only revealing some clues amidst the silence.

Fortunately, after a long while, it was still Eliog who spoke first.

Yet seeing her as if suddenly remembering something, she laughed. Chewing her canine tooth she asked Fisher,

"Then, if I truly did that just now aww, not helping you because you didn't say the answer I wanted, would you be angry with me?"

"Angry ah..."

Hearing this, Fisher looked at her. Subsequently seriously thinking for several seconds, only then did he shake his head, replying to her,

"No, actually I also know you have no responsibility forcing you to help me. Even if you didn't help me, coming here to see you once is also good."

"Purr purr purr~"

She swayed her mouth. From her throat and lower abdomen transmitted a bit of a purring sound like magma bubbling. An appearance that looked very happy.

But she didn't say she was very happy. Merely standing up to look outside. Doing stretching exercises while stretching lazily. Subsequently she said full of drive,

"Alright aww, now let's prepare to set off to viciously beat up Baimon!"

"..."

Looking at her figure, Fisher's chest couldn't help but slightly warm up. Like an illusion. And the fact was also exactly as he thought, because when he reached out his hand to touch it, there was nothing there.

He didn't feel Helaire's mark, yet suddenly recalled something.

He recalled the night he spent with Eliog that day. Recalled the early morning after that night. Recalled that early morning, she had once silently kissed on his chest when he was muddleheaded and hadn't yet awakened.

A kiss resembling an animal's marking was so gentle. And the Fisher back then completely didn't realize that it was actually a mark left behind on his body by a Demon God...

Because he remembered, when he felt her kiss him, he also immediately kissed her lips. Thereby also leaving a mark at the bottom of his heart that he only discovered until now, un-erased by Helaire.

That mark said to him,

"You ah, you must definitely become Eliog's person."